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CHAPTER TWO - PART TWO
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"... I flew home. Whispers. Rushing. Hissing. My mind separated from my body again. I yelled at the girl in vain. Fly back! Fly back! It's not over yet! But she flew on. She Reached my home and ran straight to the bathroom. She stood in the shower without undressing. Cold water trickled down her body. She froze, she shivered. She sagged. How could you let yourself go?

I merged with her again. My face was buried in my arms. Tears ran down my cheek, they mixed with the water. I sobbed. Why did love hurt so much? One possibility runs through my head. Maybe the solution to my problem? Namely suicide ... What's the fastest way to kill yourself? Cut open the artery, jump off the cliff or swallow sleeping pills until you can no longer?If I were to die, I would finally no longer have to endure this pain.

Obsessed with the thought, I jumped out of the shower and rummaged around in the bathroom cabinet. Surely there had to be a razor somewhere? Nothing. Furious, I threw the cabinet against the wall. A knock. I had to calm down. Shit, I forgot about my parents. My mother's voice rang out. 'PAN? PAN? Honey is everything alright? ' A good joke! I could laugh myself to death! 'Don't worry, I just ran into the stupid closet.' I lied to her and laughed. Then she left again. I put the closet up, well what's left of it. Suddenly something flashed out. A small metal plate. One blade. My redemption. I left my body again.

A diabolical smile formed on her face. Carefully she picked up the blade. Blade in hand, she sat back in the shower. Her smile was reflected on the blade. Cut. Blood slowly flowed from her wrist.She was still smiling. The pain was gone.

I screamed. What was wrong with me It wasn't me, why did I do this? I quickly looked for a bandage. I rummaged through the medicine box. I didn't understand myself anymore. I found some magic beans in the medicine box. I swallowed one with relief and the wound healed. The bleeding stopped. Wasn't suicide a solution? But the physical pain felt good. He relieved my psychological pain. I was totally crazy!

But the best was yet to come! To get my mind off things, I went to work out. Uub was a good training partner. He kissed me. I didn't know he had feelings for me. I kissed him back, I had nothing more to lose. I felt dirty, I was betraying myself. Nevertheless, I got involved with him. I wasn't myself anymore. The Pan I knew would fight for her love. She would only sleep with someone she loved. She wouldn't take advantage of a friend.She wasn't Pan anymore. I wasn't pan anymore.

The evening came. My cell phone rang and my mother immediately ordered me to come to the Capsule Corporation. I got dressed and said goodbye to Uub. On the way there, I wondered if my parents knew about Trunks and me. But how? My parents, his parents, and he were already waiting. I entered the living room. I drew attention to myself when I opened the door. Our mothers pounced on us. Bulma tossed a magazine to Trunks. There was a photo on the front page. The picture was of me and Trunks. It was impossible to do a photo montage. Because the girl in the photo wore the same clothes I was wearing two days ago. In addition, the background was a park. Exactly the park where Trunks and I were two days ago. What coincidences were there ?! Or what kind of hypocrites there were ?!

Trunks denied our affair. He said that he would feel something for me, but only on a brother and sister basis.In a charming way, he emphasized that I could be his daughter. So that's how the wind blew? So the game wasn't over yet ... I realized everything. He was scared ... of me. He had staged it all especially for me. The photographer, the wedding proposal, all of that here! I didn't want to disappoint him, I played along. I didn’t show anything. He told about the application.

I smiled. Yes, Son Pan would not show any pain. What he could, I could too. He was a good master, but I was a better student.

Weeks passed before we met again. Bulma was holding an engagement party. Everyone raved about what a beautiful pair of Trunks and Marron were. To be honest, it puked me. Both played an ideal world. I avoided being in the same room with Trunks. Every now and then I would disappear with Uub for a while, just to let me have other thoughts.

Uub knew I had lost my innocence with another man, but he didn't mind.That evening he asked for my hand. Uub wasn't Trunks, but like I said, I had nothing to lose with him. I said yes. But we kept our engagement to ourselves for the first time. I didn't love him, but I didn't care. Maybe he could make me forget about Trunks.

Thought wrong. Days passed. I sat in the living room at home, looked out the window, heard the wind caressing the house. A thunderstorm seemed to be breaking out. It was dark outside, the wind tugging at the leaves. Suddenly I saw a black figure scurry past. I flinched. Nobody was in the house but me. My parents were at a conference. Did I just imagine it? I shrugged and went to my room. I didn't allow myself to be confused about such a small thing.

The window in my room was open. Funny. I closed it. When I tried to turn around, two strong arms wrapped me around. The window glass reflected his figure.He started kissing my neck. After everything he'd done to me, why didn't I fight back? It felt good, I didn't want him to stop. His lips always touched the same part of his neck. Our bodies began to rock with the same rhythm. I was completely hypnotized. I closed my eyes. Without warning, he bit my neck. He carefully licked the wound. Before I could really think about it, I was already on the bed.

I had to stop him. I rejected him as he had pushed me back. I was surprised by myself. I told him in a cool voice that I couldn't. I was engaged. And a son never broke his promise. He looked at me with incredulous eyes. There was my chance. I got up and wanted to go. He grabbed my arm and hugged me tightly.

He forbade me to marry Uub. Did he command me? Me? Son Pan?!?! He couldn't just change everything as it happened to him.What about Marron? Was he thinking of her? I didn't care about Marron, but I needed a reason. A reason for what? He said he broke off the engagement. But what use was that to me? Did he think that just because he was free now, I would see him with my legs apart?

I told him I was pregnant and Uub was the father. I didn't know why I was doing this. He was silent. I lied to him, I wanted to hurt him like he hurt me. So you me, so I you. His eyes were with tears. Trunks Vegeta Briefs was about to cry. He was an easy target. What did i do Was vengeance on him so important to me? I wanted to take my words back, but I couldn't. What was wrong with me Why did I want to hurt the man I loved?

Love? I didn't love him anymore, did I?

I didn't want to get hurt a second time. It was enough for me. My mouth began to speak, words came out that revealed my most secret feelings and thoughts.I told him about my hope that he had destroyed, my desperation that had led to a failed suicide attempt. He was the trigger for all of this. I wanted to make him feel guilty, but my words made me feel guilty.

Trunks was frozen. I shocked him with my words, they targeted his protective shield that he had built up over the years. I asked him to leave me alone. Did I really want him to leave me? I wish he'd said something to keep me from yelling at him. But he did nothing of the sort. Instead, he caressed my cheek, the palm of his hand warm and gentle. His fingertips stimulated my skin, it tickled, it felt good. I closed my eyes dreamily and waited to see what would happen next.

He whispered that he was sorry and ran his lips over mine. He kissed me. It wasn't a kiss of reconciliation, it was more of a kiss goodbye.His sweet lips tasted bitter.

The moment seemed like an eternity. But at some point it had to come to an end and his lips parted from mine. After a while I regained myself, but it was too late. When I opened my eyes again, he was gone. The stormy wind roared through the open window. I didn't fly after him because that's how I made up my mind.

Eventually I turned eighteen. On my birthday, Uub asked my father for his daughter's hand. My father had no objection, why should he? HOW SO? Did he think that I didn't love Uub? ... no. Did he think that I loved someone else? ... no. I was now a grown woman who could make my own decisions. I no longer needed a patron, I no longer needed protection. I waited for him all night. But he didn't show up at my birthday party ... I drove him out ...

The day of my wedding came.Shouldn't i be happy? But why wasn't it me then? My heart dragged stones with it, it didn't jump in the air. Shouldn't I cry for joy? I cried, but not for joy. I cried with fear. My hands were shaking and cold. My eyes are red and puffy. I was the bride and I couldn't change anything.

My grandma helped me put on the wedding dress that she had already put on for her wedding. She looked at me with pride. She smiled at me. And then she asked me if I really wanted that. Was I sure I shouldn't marry him because I had promised him. She saw that I was close to tears and changed the subject. She raved about what a beautiful bride I was. Yes, I was a beautiful bride, but it was the wrong groom.

The wedding music played, I wandered in my wedding dress towards the altar, where my father, the priest and my future husband were already waiting for me.I approached. With each step, my legs got heavier. My stomach turned. It wasn't normal that the bride wasn't looking forward to her own wedding. A white semi-transparent veil covered my face. I looked left, right, and left again. I hoped he would be there. Bra, Goten, Marron, old Muten Roshi, Bulma and even Vegeta, cooped up in a tuxedo, were there. But the man my heart longed for was missing. What an